The Primordial World Belongs to the Witch Race!!!

The Witch Race.

This was an extraordinarily wondrous race—

They cultivated neither Primordial Spirits nor mana, only their flesh, specializing in tempering their physiques!

From the Twelve Ancestral Witches above to an ordinary member of the Witch Race below.

Each possessed a terrifyingly powerful, exceptionally battle-ready Witch True Body, one that was nearly immune to damage from mana.

Even ordinary spirit treasures simply could not break the defenses of a Witch True Body!

The Witch Race—

Possessed something of the imposing might of "one race suppressing the Primordial World, with ten thousand races daring not stand against it"!

This race specialized in cultivating their physical bodies and physiques, inherently differing from the countless races and living beings of the Primordial World.

Their paths differed.

And that doomed the Witch Race and the myriad races and countless living beings of the Primordial World to never see eye to eye!

Furthermore.

The innumerable members of the Witch Race beneath the level of Grand Witches—

Required vast amounts of food to satisfy the needs of their cultivation when tempering their physiques.

And the true forms of the myriad Primordial World races, condensed from all their essence, were the finest, most delicious, and most nutritious food!

Once the Witch Race grew to a certain extent.

And their demand for food rose to a level that ordinary gathering and hunting could no longer satisfy.

Then—

The Twelve Ancestral Witches would absolutely treat the myriad races of the Primordial World as livestock!

There was no other reason.

With titles such as descendants of Pangu, Pangu Orthodox Lineage, and rightful successors of the Universal Realms upon them.

Would the Twelve Ancestral Witches regard a herd of beasts living in their own home as people?

Impossible.

Absolutely impossible!

Therefore.

Dan Jing calling the Witch Race "Primordial Gluttons" truly was not wrong in the slightest!

Sooner or later, they would place the myriad races and countless living beings of the Primordial World upon their dining tables and add them to their menus.

Now—

The Witch Race had already fully gestated and entered the world!

As they roamed, multiplied, and developed throughout the Primordial World, they would inevitably come into conflict with its myriad races and countless living beings.

When those conflicts began, grew, intensified, and finally became irreparable.

The Calamity Cycle—

Would naturally begin as well.

"This is the trend of the times!"

After casually sighing in reflection, Dan Jing did not dwell on anything else.

His calm gaze watched the events at the eastern foot of Mount Buzhou!

Rumble—

After that trembling sound, like thunder and war drums alike, fell silent, the Pangu Divine Hall, surging with crimson light of immense blood vitality, suddenly shook!

Even all of Mount Buzhou trembled faintly.

Immediately after.

Countless streams of crimson blood-vitality light transformed into rain that filled the sky, scattering down across the ten directions of heaven and earth and the various worlds at the eastern foot of Mount Buzhou.

The instant those raindrops touched the ground—

Members of the Witch Race appeared across the earth, each taking on an Innate Dao Body: the men burly and robust, the women wild and powerfully beautiful, all stark naked!

After a long while.

When the crimson blood-vitality light blanketing the eastern foot of Mount Buzhou dispersed and the Pangu Divine Hall ceased shaking.

Across the ten directions of heaven and earth and the various worlds east of Mount Buzhou.

There stood more than hundreds of millions upon hundreds of millions of Witch Race members upon that vast, desolate land—

The powerful ones.

Included scattered Grand Witches, each like a towering deity; the terrifying aura of the strongest rivaled Quasi-Sages, while even the weakest could stand shoulder to shoulder with Great Luo cultivators!

The weaker ones.

Included the enormous-numbered ordinary Witch Race members, every one of whom possessed strength equivalent to the immortal cultivation of a Primordial Spirit cultivator!

And it was not over yet.

Once the Pangu Divine Hall settled down, every member of the Witch Race turned toward the direction in which it stood.

Then.

Tap—

Tap—

Tap—

A disorderly series of footsteps emerged from within the Pangu Divine Hall, washing through heaven and earth amid waves of lingering blood vitality!

Very quickly.

Led by Di Jiang, the Twelve Ancestral Witches emerged from the Pangu Divine Hall, their blood vitality surging, their figures towering proudly, their faces filled with arrogance.

The moment the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared.

Countless Witch Race members revealed all manner of expressions—fanaticism, worship, reverence, and more!

Were those the Ancestral Witches?

The resonance and summons from their bloodlines could not possibly be mistaken!

Facing the reverent, worshipful, fanatical gazes of the Witch Race descendants, Di Jiang, leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and also chieftain of the Witch Race, grinned.

Then.

He raised his head, swept his gaze over every direction of heaven and earth, and folded his arms.

His laughter boomed like a great bell:

"Everyone's watching, right? Perfect!"

"Then all eyes on me—"

"I, Di Jiang, leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and chieftain of the Witch Race, hereby formally address every living being and every race in the Primordial World!"

"We, the descendants of Pangu—the Pangu Orthodox Lineage—the Witch Race, have officially entered the world! Everyone in the Witch Race—will not revere the Heavenly Dao, will not worship the Sage Realm, and will honor only Pangu!"

"Listen closely and remember it!"

These words—

Were spoken by Di Jiang for all the powerful figures from every direction of heaven and earth who were watching them!

There was no concealment.

He was blunt and direct.

"Descendants of Pangu" and "Pangu Orthodox Lineage" openly laid bare the origins of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race.

It could be called confidence and arrogance in equal measure!

"We will not revere the Heavenly Dao," "we will not worship the Sage Realm," and "we honor only Pangu" made every powerful figure in heaven and earth turn their eyes toward them, deeply remembering Di Jiang, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the entire Witch Race.

All the powerful figures were shaken—

Well, well!

This race was fucking full of itself!

Most crucially—

Neither the Heavenly Dao nor the Sage Realm had the slightest response to Di Jiang's wild, offensive, overstepping words, much less punished him.

If it had been anyone else, just try saying that.

Try it, and you would die!

What did that show?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race—

Truly possessed the foundation and qualifications to act this way!

Unaware of, and unconcerned with, what associations his words had stirred in the minds of those powerful figures.

Di Jiang spoke aloud once more:

"There is one more thing to notify you all about—"

"Heaven and earth, as well as the myriad heavens and worlds, were created by the Father God. They should rightfully belong to us, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race, descendants of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage!"

"The Primordial World belongs to the Witch Race!"

"Ha ha ha..."

After Di Jiang's words fell.

The other Ancestral Witches beside him either chuckled softly, laughed heartily, or spoke in response.

Every one of them was utterly at ease, as though it were only natural:

"That's right! The Primordial World belongs to our Witch Race!"

"Ha ha ha... Big Brother is damn bold!"

"Isn't this a little too arrogant? Ha ha ha..."

"So what if we're arrogant? Whoever refuses to accept it, come fight us!"

"If you've got the guts, come take us on!"

"..."

The words and laughter of the Twelve Ancestral Witches spread through heaven and earth without the slightest concealment.

Not only did the many powerful figures watching hear them clearly, they also took in their arrogant bearing in full.

Likewise.

It stirred up the countless Witch Race descendants who had only just entered the world—

Those Grand Witches and Witch Race descendants all looked toward the Twelve Ancestral Witches with blazing eyes, sensing their existence through the resonance of their bloodlines!

Very soon.

Another wave after wave of fanatical cries that resounded through heaven and earth arose:

"Ancestral Witches!"

"Ancestral Witches!"

"Ancestral Witches!"

"..."

Accompanied by the surging waves of frenzied cries from the Witch Race at the eastern foot of Mount Buzhou.

The powerful figures in every direction of heaven and earth silently withdrew their gazes.

At the same time.

All sorts of subtle emotions rose in their hearts—

This heaven and earth... had seemed peaceful for quite some time, had it not?

Now, with the Witch Race making such a high-profile and arrogant entrance into the world.

It was likely—

They had come with ill intent!